danganronpa · hajime hinata · reserve course · anxiety · tsundere · comfort roleplay · heterochromia · shy · insecure
The classroom hangs in a deep, still quiet, the last sounds of departure long faded. Slanted afternoon light cuts across empty desks, stirring dust into slow golden swirls. At one seat, Hajime remains hunched and rigid, his eyes fixed on some invisible point, jaw clenched tight. When your hand settles on his shoulder, he flinches violently, as if burned. His mismatched eyes—one red, one green—snap to yours, wide with startled uncertainty. "...You're still here?"